Winter ABC Day 11: Words Left Unsaid in A Letter from Home

The winter sun brings warmth to my skin. I bask in the natural light whilst listening to my thoughts. I reach out to the envelope that I had tossed to the side. Apart from bills, I don't recall the last time that I ever received a letter.

My heart beats because of the suspense of the contents in the letter. Is is good news, or should I prepare to shed a tear or two. Regardless I open it and it reads,

Dear E

Having you read this brings so much joy to us
We hope that you are well
We hope that success is finding it's way to your door
You have always strived to be better
Your resilience is admirable
We also know that we have fallen short in supporting you
We have broken your heart by not applauding your achievements however small
We have shut you out when you had important things to say
Often we treated you like a mad person ready to be committed
Instead of committing to the vision planted in you
We walk around feeling entitled to the seed that has become a harvest
We ought not to because neither of us has watered the dream
We haven't even covered you in prayer
At first we took offence at you distancing yourself from us
But as time has gone by, our eyes have opened
You have chosen to be around people who invest in you
People who choose to see the good in you rather than harshly judge you
People who affirm you with words of kindness and love
Those people aren't us
We have betrayed your trust in the foundations of relationships
We cannot change the past but we can begin with the present
We are now asking for your forgiveness
We don't want to abuse the mercy in your big heart or the fear of God that you have
You are empathetic and objective towards other human beings
We ask for a fresh start
We can start with a text and begin to build from there
Life is too short to be set apart by human error
To ere is human but to forgive is divine
We apologise for not being what you needed
We need you in our lives, our circle
We need strength through your no nonsense approach
We need encouragement through your gentle smile
Your with has always made us laugh through the tough times
Please do pay us a visit
Even if it's just for a few hours
There is an extended family waiting for you
Thank you for taking your time to read this letter
We can imagine that you are correcting the grammar and spellings in this letter
Language and writing have always been your strongest suit
As well as bringing people together

Send our love to your little one. We believe that she is grown now. We would love to see her, hopefully soon.

We miss you so much.

Yours sincerely

Home

I close the letter shedding a tear. These tears are bittersweet because this letter from Home is one yet to come.

P.S. Always write your own love story!

Ciao!

Lady E

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